Open Poetry #45 |
A Wrap of Fish and Chips: An English Dish |
Johan Member
since 2009-05-13
Posts 88Lincolnshire, England U.K. |
A Wrap of Fish and Chips: An English Dish Tall waves, black with shaving foam Scrape across the cliffs of night An arc of blinding candle watt That blinds the dark with fright Jack Frost glaze upon the glass Of the obalisk with a bright red waist Sends salty ozone daylight With a booming voice, make haste To the wildly gyroscoping ship With heaving nets, an eyedrop of fish That land in tangled mess upon the deck A draught of oil make a delicious dish Tantalising oily fingered chips Whilst reading the wrapping paper Fishermen, tall dark waves and storms To the plate, a decidedly dangerous caper. |
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A Romantic Heart Member Ascendant
since 1999-09-03
Posts 5496Forever In Your Heart |
I love hearing those fishermen tales~ I think I will have some fish and chips today! yum! ~ARH |
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Robert E. Jordan Member Rara Avis
since 2008-01-25
Posts 8541Philadelphia, Pennsylvania |
Yo Johan, This is a very food-centric poem. I like that. Bobby |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Your making me hungry for fish and chips and its hard to get some good ones here...love them with malt vinegar...James |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Well, that draught of oil hit my nose and the overall impression of this vivid write, was that we should pay more attention to the health of the sea, so that we may continue to enjoy sea-food. Very thought provoking to me. Powerful poem! Love, Margherita |
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Grinch Member Elite
since 2005-12-31
Posts 2929Whoville |
Steak pudding chips peas and gravy for me. Nice poem though. |
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Heart2Heart Senior Member
since 2009-05-15
Posts 738Scotland/Norway |
Ah, a familiar treat here, I must say I miss my fish and chips, they are no good at making them in Norway Andrew. So I do it myself, but there's nothing like sitting on the side of the pier with a newspaper full of fish and chips made the right way. With plenty of salt and vinegar of course and HP sause for me if you please Lovely, right up my lane at lunch time. Katriona |
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